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She opens her eyes to stare back into mine. Her hands are now gripping the collar of my shirt.
“Tell me, Princess.” I run my hand down her stomach, and over the hem of her skirt line. My fingers feathering the fabric on the outside of it close to her most sensitive spot between her thighs. “Did you think of me when you touched this sweet pussy of mine before you got here?”
“No.” Not an ounce of hesitation in her voice.
“No?” I question, as my head jerks back.
“No,” she repeats with a smirk. “I just wanted to get you going. I was already in the cab on the way here when you were texting me.”
“Hmm,” I hum. Unsure how to feel about that.
“But back to what you were saying…” She presses her body into mine. Clearly able to feel my hard cock bulging inside my pants. “Yoursweet pussy? A little possessive now, aren’t we?”
“For some reason, with you, I am.”
“That kind of turns me on.” Her hands trail down my arms, until they land on my hands. She takes a step back, bringing my hands into hers and holding them in front of her. “You have nice hands.”
“That's… an interesting compliment?” My eyes narrow.
“They would look great around my neck.”
“Avery,” I growl. My cock ready to break through the seams. “Does your insurance know that you like being choked?”
“There’s a lot that they don’t need to know.”
She drops my hands from her hold, and they find my belt almost instantly. Her eyes never leave mine as she moves to unclasp it. My mouth falls open, words stuck in my throat and air trapped in my lungs.
“Tell me something, Marc,” she draws out my name. “Was it me or Jessica trying to put the moves on you, that made you as hard as you are right now?”
My fingers cup her chin hastily at the same time she cups my balls over my pants. I’m slightly more aggressive than I intend it to be, but she’s lost her mind if she thinks my cock is screaming behind the zipper because of someone else.
My hold on her chin forces her eyes to widen as she looks deep into mine. “You should already know the answer to that.”
“A girl likes to be reminded every once in a while.”
She shrugs her shoulders as she unzips my pants, and my head falls back with a long drawn-out exhale. She hasn’t even touched my cock yet, and I want to explode. There’s no one else in the world, not even an ex, that can make me feel the way Avery makes me feel.
That scares the shit out of me.
“What are you doing?” I finally breathe out.
She reaches into my pants to free my tucked in shirt before she quickly reaches into my boxer briefs to grip my girth. Her face twists into shock as if she’s never had my cock in her hands before.
Come to think of it… she hasn’t.
If all the blood in my body wasn’t already shooting into my dick, it sure as fuck is all there now.
Her face distorts from shock to pleasure as she quickly frees my cock from my pants. Pushing my pants down past my hips with her twinkling blue eyes locked with mine. She takes a small step backwards while I stand there, precum dripping from the tip as my cock stands fully erect and drinks me in momentarily.
“What are you doing?” I repeat, but it comes out hoarse like I’m stuck in the desert and haven’t had a sip of water in days.
Her tongue swipes across her bottom lip as the sexiest smirk I have ever seen crosses her mouth. “You said you couldn’t get the taste of me off your tongue,” she starts saying, but pauses when she takes a step back towards me. Her hand immediately finds my cock again as she slowly begins to stroke it. She continues stepping into me, forcing me backwards until the backs of my knees hit my office chair. My pants drop to my ankles as I fall back into it, assuming she wants me sitting here.
“I did.”
“But your taste is not onmytongue.” She hikes up the skirt she’s wearing which allows her to drop to her knees. She gives my cock a few languid strokes before she trails her tongue from the base to tip.
“Fuckkk.” I throw my head back and moan as she takes me into her warm mouth.
